Yehaoxuan finds that Xue Tingyu is also a food to the letter. No matter where she goes, the first thing she looks for must be the local special snacks.
Walking out of the snack street, even ye haoxuan felt that he was eating more. He always abides by the health preservation concept of traditional Chinese medicine, eating and drinking eight times full, eating less and eating more, and then not eating at night.
However, during the period following Xue Tingyu, his concept of health preservation was completely overturned.
"Well, the butter tea there is good. You must drink it more often when you have time." Xue Tingyu said as he walked with a bag of Tibetan cheese cakes: "I think we can buy more and eat on the way."
"Why didn't I find out before? Are you a foodie?" Yehaoxuan said with a wry smile.
"Everyone eats goods. Without worrying about getting fat, of course, they mainly eat." Xue listened to the rain and smiled faintly.
Compared with other places, the special snacks in Saskatchewan have a unique style, especially the crisp cheese cake in her hand. This snack has the effect of strengthening the body and is very popular with diners. Xue Tingyu also talks about going to the supermarket later and preparing more food, otherwise she will suffer when passing through the no man's land.
At this time, a monk on the roadside attracted yehaoxuan's attention.
No, he should be a Lama, but his clothes are shabby. He sits on the ground with his knees crossed and a ceramic jar in front of him. It seems that he is begging.
His hands were folded and his eyes seemed to be closed. The surrounding people seemed to ignore him when they walked past him as if he did not exist.
But yehaoxuan feels that this person is not so simple, because the breath of this Lama is naturally mixed, giving people a vague feeling of being integrated with heaven and earth. He is definitely an expert.
Yehaoxuan stepped forward to salute the Lama, and then dropped a hundred yuan. The Lama never opened his eyes during the whole process, but it was not difficult to see from his wriggling lips that he was reading an unknown Scripture.
Xue Tingyu also silently saluted the Lama, and then took out a hundred yuan from his wallet and put it in the jar in front of the Lama.
The two men spent a lot of money and immediately attracted the attention of people on the roadside. Someone warned: "this Lama is a fake. He has been here for a long time. I heard that he did not abide by the rules and was expelled from the temple by the abbot."
"True is also false, sometimes false is also true. It is difficult to distinguish the true from the false in this world. Why should we be so persistent?" Yehaoxuan smiled and said something in his words.
His words attracted the attention of the Lama. He opened his eyes and looked at yehaoxuan, then closed them slowly.
Yehaoxuan shook his head. He had an intuition that the Lama was an expert, but he was eccentric. He went out to beg here for other reasons.
At this time, several drunken social youths came awkwardly. As they walked, they talked and laughed loudly. The wine bottles in their hands collided with each other. No one on the road wanted to provoke them and went to both sides.
Several young men walked all the way to the Lama. They saw two large bills in the jar in front of the Lama, and they were stunned.
"Ha ha, the flower monk is still lying and pretending to be poor. I didn't expect that there are really bad people in the world who actually give money." A gangster was stunned. He couldn't help laughing.
"Hey, dead monk, our brothers built this street. It seems that you haven't paid the protection fee since you've been here for so long. These two pieces of Grandpa Mao should be paid the protection fee." A little gangster said as he reached for the ceramic jar under the ground.
The Lama just kept closing his eyes to chant scriptures. It seemed that the people in front of him did not exist. Several gangsters laughed and scolded for a while, picked up the two hundred dollar bills and left.
"If I were you, I would put my money down." Yehaoxuan said lightly.
"Who are you, boy?" A young man said dimly.
"Your uncle, you dare to meddle in my business. If you don't ask, I......"
Before the little gangster's cruel words were finished, ye haoxuan threw a punch, and the little gangster spat out the wine in his stomach.
He felt a tearing pain in his lower abdomen. He covered his stomach and twisted it painfully on the ground.
"You......" another young gangster was so angry that he picked up the wine bottle in his hand and threw it at yehaoxuan's head.
But as soon as he loosened his hand, the bottle in his hand somehow ran into yehaoxuan's hand, and then the bottle blossomed on his head.
Two of them were instantly put down. The remaining two were foolish. It is not difficult to see that their combat effectiveness is not at the same level as ye haoxuan.
"Boy, wait for me. You can wait here..." the two of them dragged their companions and ran away.
Yehaoxuan took Xue Tingyu and was about to leave. At this time, the Lama said something. He folded his hands and said, "two benefactors, please stay."
"What advice does guru have?" Yehaoxuan said.
"Benefactor, don't go west." Said the Lama.
"Why?" Yehaoxuan was stunned.
"The stars in your life palace are dark red. The red light is pointing to the West. Going west is not good for you." Said the Lama.
"I know it's bad for me, but in the west, I have to go." Ye haoxuan shook his head.
"Almsgiver, you have an obsession." The Lama sighed. He turned to Xue Tingyu and said, "do you have a lotus life, benefactor?"
"Exactly." Xue listens to the rain and nods slightly.
"Time and fate." The Lama said four words. Then he took a string of Buddha beads from his wrist and gave them to him in both hands. "This is a heavenly bead I have carried with me for decades. I hope it will bring you good luck."
Xue Tingyu hesitated and said, "thank you, guru." She folded her hands again, saluted the Lama, and then took the Pearl in his hand.
The string of Buddha beads is brown and made of eighteen beads. One of the larger beads is green, just like emerald.
"Almsgiver, if you go west, your fate is unknown. Danger and the dragon's gate coexist. Both are half and half. If you can survive a disaster in the west, you will leap over the dragon's gate in the future. If you can't pass, you can only say it's fate." The Lama said and bowed slightly to them, then turned and left. His body slowly disappeared into the crowd.
"This is an expert." Xue listens to the rain and looks at the string of Buddha beads in her hand. She says thoughtfully.
"Maybe, maybe not. Let's go." Yehaoxuan sighed and went back with Xue Tingyu.
After returning to the hotel, Xue Tingyu went to rest.
Yehaoxuan didn't rest. He made a pot of tea, then sat in the room, drinking tea and watching the notes about the no man's land of Tibet.
There is no shortage of adventurers in the world. For those who dare to shuttle through the no man's land by bike, yehaoxuan admires them. He doesn't know how to describe these strong people.
The spirit of adventure is commendable, but you won't even want your life.
At this moment, his mind moved. In his perception, several figures flashed past, and then stood on both sides of the door of his room, as if they were discussing something.
Yehaoxuan sneered. He quietly put down his tablet computer and walked to the door.
I saw a thin pipe coming in through the crack of the door, and then a cloud of white gas came in from under the crack of the door silently.
The white air seemed to be swirling. Ye haoxuan only felt a sweet smell in his nose. His eyebrows wrinkled, and he immediately smelled that these things were five elements stinging insects powder.
It has seals. In the ancient western regions, it is also a place where strange people roam. Some people with western regions' magic are good at using these things. This kind of thing is made of five kinds of poisonous insects mixed with several kinds of spices. It tastes slightly sweet.
These things are harmless to ordinary people, but they are deadly to ancient warriors. As long as ancient warriors inhale some of these things, they will be drunk for days and nights and will not wake up. They are extremely overbearing.
But yehaoxuan was not afraid of these things. He joked that he was a medical sage. These things were very destructive to ordinary ancient martial artists, but they were a piece of cake to him. He stood aside and watched the smoke enter the room.
After five minutes, the smoke gradually dissipated, and the people outside seemed to feel that the time was almost up. They had put ye haoxuan down. With the sound of unlocking the door, the door lock of the room was opened from the outside, and then several people in black walked in from the door.
These costumes were almost the same as those yehaoxuan had seen several times before. They were all wrapped in black robes, only showing a pair of eyes.
When they saw yehaoxuan, they were obviously surprised. Considering the previous failure, these people immediately turned around and ran away.
But they were still a step late. At the moment when the three people turned around, they only felt their bodies stiff, and then they were unconscious.
Yehaoxuan pulled the three people in. After confirming that there was no one outside, he closed the door. Then he turned around and began to extort confessions from several people.
As a traditional Chinese medicine, ye haoxuan has countless means to torture people to death, but now he feels that those blissful needles and blood stabbing methods are simply weak and violent.
These people are pure people who don't shed tears when they don't see the coffin. They come to trouble yehaoxuan one after another, which has already made him impatient.
Yehaoxuan conveniently took out the Phoenix picture, glanced at the three people for a few eyes, and then said faintly, "are you here for this?"
"Yes..." a man in black hesitated for a moment. He nodded and said.
"I'll give it to you now. Do you want it?" Yehaoxuan said.
"No, no, no, I don't want it." The man in Black said in horror that although his mouth was covered with black cloth, yehaoxuan still obviously felt his panic.
Yehaoxuan didn't tear off their face scarves because he was afraid that he would get into trouble. Before, he pulled off the veil on Yangjin's face. He was already in trouble. He didn't want to get into trouble for the second time.